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Jiangzhou, at the foot of Chonghong Mountain.

Meng Fuyuan sat alone in the carriage and looked through the "History of Jianghu in Lingyuan" jointly compiled by the three major schools of Jianghu, Linghao Pavilion, Beiqi Sect and Zhaoyuan Temple. When he was tired, he closed his eyes and took a rest for a while.

During the two days on the road, Meng Fuyuan spent almost all of his time on the book in front of him, in order to understand the devastation war 150 years ago.

However, this history book is still too official, and it is similar to the version widely circulated in the rivers and lakes. There is even a paragraph in the article, who wrote it, describing the master of Linghao Pavilion as heaven and earth, omnipotent, Fengshen Handsome and handsome, it can be seen that the editor who wrote this part has an irresistible preference for Shen Zhuo, and always wants to add some personal emotions.This paragraph was probably written by someone from Ling Hao Pavilion.

"History of Lingyuan Rivers and Lakes" is in the chronicle style, but fortunately it is not in the genre style, otherwise Meng Fuyuan would have to look it up one school after another.

After reading the part about the battle against demons, Meng Fuyuan knew that 150 years ago, the battle against demons lasted for more than a month, with Linghao Pavilion as the main body, Zhaoyuan Temple, Beiqi Sect, and Wuwei Villa as supplementary. The people are united and work together to win the victory, but the leader of the demon sect and several great protectors are vicious, and before they die, they have to pull the backs of the decent, acting like "I owe the people of the world", and use the demon sect's sorcery before they die , I exploded and died, and my skills spread to half of Xuzhou. Therefore, none of the decent knights who went to Xuzhou to participate in the battle survived.

Today, 100 years have passed, and Xuzhou has gradually become prosperous.That life-threatening battle was gradually forgotten by people in the Jianghu. Everyone lived in peace, traveled around mountains and rivers, exchanged ideas, and you came and went. Until recently, the case of the Red Flame Gang and the reappearance of the evil cult in the world made everyone feel uneasy. Started to shudder, gave birth to a nameless panic.

This battle did not mention "Lingyuan Gongfa", probably because the editors were unable to verify it, so it was omitted.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the battle against demons did not go smoothly at first, and the evil magic of the demon cult is powerful, unpredictable and ever-changing, which caused the decent to lose one after another. ", only to reverse the defeat and annihilate the Demon Cult in one fell swoop.

Therefore, rumors that those who have obtained the "Lingyuan Gongfa" are invincible are widely circulated in the world, and many people firmly believe in it.

This also includes Bian Qingyu.

Now the remnants of the Demon Sect may be dormant in the dark, and the rumors of the "Lingyuan Gongfa" reappearing in the world are intensifying, both of which point to the great war a hundred years ago.

Meng Fuyuan suddenly came up with an absurd idea—it seemed that there was a big hand secretly manipulating the overall situation, luring everyone to return their attention to that battle that was about to be diluted by time, and all living beings in the world, including himself, were his pawns.

Meng Fuyuan couldn't think of any clues, stretched out his hand, rubbed his temples with his slender thumb and middle finger, opened the side curtain, and asked, "How long is it until Zhaoyuan Temple arrives?"

Lu Jiu took the reins of the horse and replied loudly: "The owner wait a minute, it's coming soon, there is probably half an hour left."

Huo Yiqi, who was behind him, moved a little faster, just at the same level as Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu saw that there was another person beside him, and he felt uncomfortable even if he didn't speak for a moment, so he chatted with Huo Yi casually, "Hero Yan... why are you riding a horse like us? Doesn't the owner always invite you?" To ride in a carriage?"

Huo Yi: "..." There has been no such treatment since that night.

Huo Yi still thought of a more secure and reasonable argument, "I'm here to keep fit."

Although it didn't sound very reasonable, fortunately Lu Jiu didn't ask.

On the other side, Meng Fuyuan was about to put down the curtain when he suddenly thought of something and glanced back, the familiar figure appeared in his line of sight as he expected, Meng Fuyuan couldn't tell what he was feeling, he had mixed feelings.

Meng Fuyuan sighed and lowered the curtain.

Yan Yuanbai was still following him.

Still in the small bamboo forest, before Meng Fuyuan was about to leave for Zhaoyuan Temple, he once had a private conversation with Yan Yuanbai.

Meng Fuyuan considered himself to be gentle and polite, and he was unwilling to stop talking, but Yan Yuanbai was not dull, and even in Soul and Tower, Yan Yuanbai's astuteness when chasing clues was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Yan Yuanbai can definitely understand what he said——

"Hero Yan and I met by chance on the way to Beiqizong, and even had a destiny, but I still have a task to do, and I don't want to waste the time of Hero Yan, so I parted ways with Hero Yan today, and we will meet again in the future."

What he said is no longer cryptic, with Huo Yi's intelligence, he should even be able to hear Meng Fuyuan's eviction order hidden between the words, but Huo Yi who is opposite seems to be unaware of it.

Huo Yihui said: "The owner doesn't have to blame himself, I am willing to go forward with the owner, I don't think the time with the owner is a waste, it has been in the past, and it will be in the future."

Meng Fuyuan put on a smile but said: "Hero Yan doesn't have to be like this, and he doesn't have to force himself to take care of my face, so he said something against his will like 'not wasted'."

"I didn't say anything against my heart. This is what I said from the bottom of my heart. Why should the owner..." Huo Yi lowered his head, looked down at Meng Fuyuan, his eyes were deep, and there was darkness in his eyes, "Why do you need to misinterpret my meaning?"

"Then why do you pretend you don't understand me? I don't believe you don't understand. I made it clear to you that morning—" Meng Fuyuan couldn't even maintain a smirk, but he didn't show weakness, he was frank Looking back at Huo Yi, he said word by word, "Yan, Yuan, Bai?"

"I am responsible to the owner."

Meng Fuyuan immediately retorted: "I said no."

Huo Yi still insisted and said: "The owner doesn't have to be burdened. I just want to be good to the owner and don't ask for anything in return. If the owner wants me to be the substitute of Mr. Lu, I will be willing to do so. If you are clear and frank with me, then I will never offend the owner again. The world is in turmoil and the situation is dangerous. It will be safer for the owner to have me as a helper. I want to investigate the Chiyan gang case and The cause and effect of the war against demons will also be more handy."

"Since the owner said that he might not have the chance to meet that young master Lu, why did he insist on wandering alone, why did he keep everyone out, why didn't he leave a thought for himself?"

"There are countless intrigues in the rivers and lakes, and there are often tricks. Since the owner is in it, why not use me once in a while? The owner uses my feelings, and I am willing to be used by the owner. You come and go. Isn't it a good deal?"

Every word and every sentence is reasonable, murderous, Meng Fuyuan can't refute, but he is speechless, the atmosphere like dead silence makes the surrounding air thin.

Meng Fuyuan was silent for a long time, his hands clenched tightly, but unable to let go, and then he raised his head to look at Yan Yuanbai, his eyes were blurred, like looking at him but not looking at him, "Maybe what you said is right."

The Demon Cult is not sure about where he is, but he only knows that five years later, the Demon Cult has not been resolved, and he will not return to Wuwei Villa. If he does not return to Wuwei Villa, he will not be able to see him, and at most he will write a few letters back.It is no longer necessary for the other party to know about those feelings that have not yet been revealed. For a person who will not live for a few years, a small red letter with affection on the spur of the moment is just to force him to be involved in this incident. In the turbulent undercurrent where there will be no bones left, isn't this contrary to my original intention of leaving him in Wuwei Villa?

If you turn all your feelings into eternal secrets, and finally disappear into the world like rotten flesh, then how can you talk about loyalty, and how can you distinguish between persistence and betrayal?The world is intriguing, but can I really be alone, and really hate these relationships mixed with use?

"You're right, why should I shut everyone out?" Meng Fuyuan shook his head slowly, with a slightly bitter smile, and said softly, "Maybe it's me... wishful thinking, self-indulgent."

Huo Yi was startled, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he wanted to say something, and then Meng Fuyuan's voice rang in his ears again——

"Yan Yuanbai." Meng Fuyuan looked into the distance with absent-minded eyes, and smiled vaguely, "Actually, you are very similar to him, especially in figure, otherwise I wouldn't have mistaken you for him in the cave that night. He's gone. Just one thing, you're not like him—"

"He always only knows how to pretend to be stupid, to avoid my overtures." Meng Fuyuan smiled lightly, and people could not help but think of the deserted wind in autumn. ...it’s not an unreasonable thought.”

"If you want to follow me, you can follow. If you don't want to, you can leave at any time."

Huo Yi was stunned, Meng Fuyuan had already walked several steps away.

Pushing open the door and walking into the yard, a yellowed apricot leaf swirled down. Huo Yi stretched out his hand to catch it in a daze, but he didn't catch it.